Rage was her compressed drive,
But a rage kept well-hidden -
Propelled her through the ranks to junior level,
Where her aspirations set their sights on the Top.
To get there would be a struggle,
But she was determined -
You would all struggle with her,
Due to her.
Ah, the delights of the Junior Manager!
The political wheeling-dealing,
The arbitrary commands,
The total ignorance of personal interaction,
The selfishness, duplicity and arrogance that marks out the craven wannabe
Chasing her ‘destiny’.
And then she had a child.
Returned to normal,
Mellowed out, chilled out, hit the real world
Running
Smack
Into her.
I recommend that all bosses should bring up a baby single-handed for a year.
